Infinity from the giant

You can search for "Unlimited Search Novels from Giants (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!At ten o'clock in the morning, the sky was clear and cloudless, and the bluestone department was located.

Old witch doctor Qing Zaku's eyelids trembled, and his mood was completely opposite to the weather.

He smiled stiffly and his tone was dry: "Guest, our Bluestone Department does not produce blast medicine."

The blast potion is more precious than the red heart grass, the output of the red heart grass is not small, and there are other places on the mainland where it can be cultivated.

However, the secret recipe of Gale Wind Potion is in the hands of those big tribes, and it is not secret.

For small marginal tribes like the Bluestone Department, if they need this potion, they have to buy it from the big tribe.

Regardless of this, Renn had a bright smile on his face: "Inventory, you always have a little reserve, you are welcome, I know you can't sell that thing.

I am a good-hearted person. Your tribe has just suffered a huge loss. The money to buy the medicine is supposed to be donated by me to you for reconstruction after the disaster!

Not much, just three bottles, I'll pay a sky-high price of 50 gold coins, no change!"

It is difficult to get the blast potion on the market. Generally, it can be sold for 200 gold coins a small bottle, and it may not be available for purchase.

Seeing nonsense and feeling good about Ryan, Susanna stretched out her palm to cover her lips to prevent herself from laughing. Scholar Dennis wanted to roll her eyes.

Taking a deep breath, the old witch doctor was so angry that he had a myocardial infarction, his face flushed, and finally he nodded helplessly.

The Bluestone Department had already lost the ancestor spirit. He had also summoned carefully cultivated insects before, and he had already used his hole cards, but the chief was severely injured, and he had no fighting power for the time being.

The 7 surviving totem warriors of Tier 1 and Tier alone could not stop Renne, who was still above Iron Fist Ugo, let alone a powerful [Druid] on the opposite side.

Insufficient strength, can only be reduced to fish on the chopping board, let others kill.

Seeing his consent, Ren smiled and handed the wallet to the old witch doctor Zaku, which contained only 350 gold coins.

One hundred red-hearted grasses only gave 200 gold coins, and three bottles of blast potion 150 gold coins. If the transaction were normal, even if the mouth was broken, there would be no more than 1500 gold coins.

"Zach, take the guests to trade items." Holding the slightly light money bag in his hand, the old witch doctor Zaku's heart fell empty, his tone very depressed.

A totem warrior with thick eyebrows and big eyes came over, and he greeted Rennes and them to the warehouse west of the tribe.

Probably it was Rennes and the others who saved the Bluestone Department once, and Zach was still polite. Of course, he didn't understand much natural language, and he didn't know that the old witch doctor was blackmailed and bleeds once.

After Rennes and the others left, a dark-skinned little boy ran over and looked at the old witch doctor in a puzzled way: "Master witch doctor, why should we trade with them? The gold coins they gave were simply not enough!"

The old witch doctor touched the little head of the child. The little boy has a good talent. He is one of the candidates for the next witch doctor and can understand most natural language.

"This result is not bad, at least the Bluestone Ministry is still there, and he paid some money back anyway." The wrinkles on Zaku's face stretched, revealing a kind smile.

"Outsiders invaded our land and killed our people... all are bad people and deserve to be cursed!"

The little boy said in a low voice, and there was hatred in his eyes that should have been childish and innocent.

After sighing, the old witch doctor shook his head: "My boy, don't be dazzled by hatred, and distinguish the two groups.

It is impossible for you to be an enemy of all outsiders, because we have more terrifying enemies than outsiders, such as those ogres..."

Speaking of those cannibalistic monsters, the little boy looked scared.

A few months ago, ghouls looted people on the plains, and some of them attacked the Bluestone Department. He had seen ghouls eat people before. It was a nightmare.

Zaku looked at the scared little boy and sighed. He remembered half a month ago when he attended the Kangao witch festival ceremony.Xuefu Novel www.xuefu168.com

At that time, the patriarchs of the three 10,000-level ancient totem tribes (in the Kangao culture, only the leader of the large tribe can be called the patriarch, and the small and medium-sized tribes are called the chief.) and the great witch doctor were all present.

They said that since the Ghoul Rebellion broke out a few months ago, more than a dozen small tribes have perished, and the casualties and losses caused by the tribe have been even greater.

They made it clear that they must strengthen ties with foreigners, suppress conflicts and hatred, maintain restraint, and jointly survive this wave of times.

For this reason, the patriarch of the original stone department (one of the three ancient totem tribes of the Kangao people), Yuan Zaro, has gone to the Faroland king's wisteria city to visit the head of the 7th bureau Karl Moldred for help.

In short, the ghoul chaos this time is very deep, far from being as simple as it seems, the undercurrents are raging, and the Kengao people are a bit unable to support it.

"My child, foreigners are humans anyhow, and the descendants of the devil, but regard us as ants!"

The old witch doctor Zaku's weather-beaten face showed a trace of exhaustion. He didn't like those greedy and insidious foreigners, but the demons were more dangerous.

He taught the little boy, and the child nodded as if understanding.

Time passed slowly, the sun was three rods, and the sun was scorching the earth, shining brightly with yellow sand, and the palms of people still stood up, like a group of green guards guarding this ancient land.

Carrying a black cloth parcel on his back, Renne bid farewell to the scholar Dennis. Ren and Susanna's goals have been achieved during this trip, but the scholar will stay to investigate.

He gave Dennis 10 red hearts and wanted to give him a small bottle of blast potion, but he refused.

Because Dennis once got this potion from a friend, this is one of the reasons why he is curious about the Kangao.

"Mr. Scholar, we are going back, do you know the way back alone?" Susanna asked.

Dennis smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I've already walked through it once, and I have marked the plants along the way.

Two days later, I will run away immediately after the inspection. After all, I have offended the Skeleton Gang. You two had better leave here as soon as possible."

It is also one of the abilities of the druid profession to leave a certain mark on the plant.

Ren said with a mysterious smile and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you don't have to run, the ghost will not live long, you will soon hear of his death."

With a surprised look, Dennis looked at Renn: "Is that why you want to take Hugo?"

Tekken Ugo is not dead, but he has been severely injured, has been tied up, and has been fed a lot of anesthetics.

The other prisoners Renn ignored him, but he took Ugo specially, so he had his plan.

He was planning to do things at Quan Zhiyan next year, but now he has an excellent opportunity before him. Of course he will not miss it.

"Yes, I said it straight, if you follow me these days, you can make a fortune." Rennes said confidently.

The scholar Dennis helped his glasses, shook his head, and said calmly: "No, I don't need money!"

Damn, Rehn curled his lips: "Forget it, let me give more to my female secretary. She can't afford cosmetics anymore, and she looks at me with a grievance all day."

Susanna gave Renne a white look, and she was revenge. She was no longer concerned, and she was already planning to mess with him.

The two waved goodbye to the scholar, and took Ugo who was tied into a palm, turned and walked outside the tribe.

At this time, scholar Dennis suddenly said: "Remember, leave the Pugni Plain after killing Marcelo!"

"Relax, I know very well that this time is just a prelude."

The Ghoul Rebellion is no longer as simple as a ritual for promotion to the Grand Duke, and it may be the opening ceremony of the new era.